A leisurely city for solo travelers

Chapter 196

Abbot Kongwen sighed and asked, "Tian Boguang, are you convicted?"

"..." Fang Xian looked grim for a long time, and then he could only lower his head and said, "I admit my guilt."

Apparently, Cheng Kun has already arranged the front and back. Will they believe me when I tell these monks some unconstrained deeds?Would they believe in Yuan Zhen who had been in the temple for so many years, or would they believe in a thief?
Kong Wen nodded, and then said: "According to what Yuan Zhen said, relying on your martial arts, you are doing all sorts of things like picking flowers and stealing, rebellious and immoral things, but that's it?"

Fang Xian laughed heartily: "Master Abbot, I respect you for being sensible and understanding right and wrong. That's why I bowed my head and confessed my crime. But you also believe in Yuan Zhen too much. If evil deeds are repeated, he may be much better than me." Alright?"

Monk Yuanzhen didn't change his face, he just sighed: "Good, good, the poor monk has committed a lot of crimes, the abbot knows it, and the poor monk himself knows it, so he put down the butcher knife and devoted himself to cultivating Buddha in Shaolin to make atonement. If you confess all your sins, you will confess all your sins." I admit it, maybe the master abbot can give you a chance to repent."

The abbot also clasped his hands together: "Tian Boguang, your crimes are no less serious than Yuanzhen's back then. He can still turn his back on the shore, but why don't you know where you are going? Don't tell me you did evil in the rivers and lakes before, but you still intend to steal my Shaolin classics and destroy my Shaolin foundation. , Your fault is no longer simply right and wrong, good and evil."

Fang Xian was aggrieved by these two people's singing and talking, but they were righteous, but there was no flaw in their words, and he felt a breath in his chest, which was held in his chest, and he couldn't let it out no matter what.

Fang Xian's voice was trembling with anger, and he asked: "I admit that I stole the Scripture Pavilion. I came here to save my friend and took advantage of others. It was caused by greed. I will not defend myself anymore. But what happened before this is all... How can we trust everything Yuan Zhen says? If I were to criticize Yuan Zhen's actions, I would probably not be able to explain them all in three days and three nights."

"That's good..." Kongwen shook his head, "Yuanzhen has been cultivating Buddhism here for more than ten years, and the Buddha can learn from his sincerity. However, you don't know how to repent, and you are still stubborn... Three uncles, what do you think should be done? Lost?"

Du'e folded his hands together: "The abbot's hair is right."

"In that case..." Kong Wen thought for a moment, and then said, "Tian Boguang, you have done many evil things and are unruly. You are no longer a person who can be reformed. As a martial arts master, Shaolin should clean up the scum."

Kong Wen paused for a moment, and said to the three old monks of the Du family: "Thank you, the three masters have disabled his martial arts."

Fang Xian was taken aback, these monks are really fucking vicious.

"Wait a moment!" He yelled, and then said, "You all bring out Yuan Zhen to make me guilty, and I can also bring out another person to prove my innocence!"

Kong Wen said: "Don't struggle any more. Your martial arts will be abolished, and your life will be spared. If you realize something, Shaolin can keep you safe."

Fang Xian had no choice but to use his trump card, rolled the tip of his tongue, and breathed out with all his strength.

This tone was full of internal strength, and the sharp whistle resounded through the clouds.

The sacred eagle, which had been hovering in the sky, heard the whistle and rushed towards the ruined temple without hesitation.

There are three whistles agreed before, divided into three levels: slow, medium and urgent.

If it is delayed, it means telling everyone that the big thing has been accomplished and letting them take over.

If it hits, it is to inform everyone that they need support and let them hide and go up the mountain.

If you are in a hurry, it will be life and death. Once this signal comes out, everyone no longer has to hide their whereabouts, and they can all kill them to save others.

Fang Xian's signal has been sent, all that remains is to delay the time.

"Master Abbot, Tian's trip is to carry the meaning of Zhang Sanfeng, the head of Wudang." Fang Xian hurriedly moved out the heavyweights, and he could delay for a moment.

Hearing this, Kong Wen was a little displeased: "There is no need to talk nonsense anymore, Shaolin Wudang has been cultivated since ancient times, how can you allow you to sow discord, Uncle Du'er, you can abolish his martial arts, don't listen to his excuses anymore."

Fang Xian was flustered, these monks were too stunned, didn't they leave room for others.

At this time, his gaze met Yuanzhen's, and he saw Yuanzhen's mouth slightly lifted, his eyes full of mockery.

Up to now, Fang Xian couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed wildly: "Yuan Zhen, I'll tell you right now, you won't survive tonight."

"Amitabha..." Yuan Zhen pretended to be thorough, "The poor monk's body was already covered in blood debts before he became a monk. When he will return to heaven and earth, it will be arranged by the Buddha himself."

Du E walked up to Fang Xian and said, "Tian Boguang, you'd better restrain your internal strength and not resist, so that you will be more comfortable. If you resist stubbornly, the poor monk may not be able to save your life."

Fang Xian was overjoyed that this group of monks were still pedantic, and they used internal force to destroy themselves.If he picks off his tendons and hamstrings, he really has nowhere to go, but if he uses his internal strength, he still has a chance to survive.

He grinned grinningly and said: "Senior Du'er, I respect you for your high morals and prestige, and I didn't blame you. If you slap me, the relationship between me, Tian Boguang, and Shaolin will be forged."

After saying this, he looked at Kong Wen again. Although he was at the end of his battle, he showed a rare sense of pride and arrogance.

"Abbot Kongwen, I let go of these words, the foundation of Shaolin for a hundred years is all in one word from you."

All the monks in Shaolin were taken aback for a moment. They obviously didn't believe Tian Boguang, but they were slightly puzzled by his arrogant attitude in such a death situation. The words were so confident that they seemed to be true.

Kong Wen didn't say any more, just waved his right arm.

"Amitabha..." Du'e muttered, then slapped Fang Xian's dantian with his palm.

Du'e didn't use all his strength at this time. He always had good intentions and tested it first. If Tian Boguang didn't have the strength to resist, he would gently crush Tian Boguang's internal energy. This would be safer. If he resisted, Go all out.

However, when this palm fell, it was like a small boat entering the sea, and it was swallowed up instantly.

Du E was taken aback, thinking that he had chosen the wrong place, so he added some strength to his hand, and waved his palm again.

Fang Xian's face twitched, and he took it in a daze, accepting everything.

Du'e looked at his palm and sighed: "It's weird, it's weird. Either this person's Dantian is not here, or he has practiced some strange kung fu."

Du Jie, a white-faced old monk next to him, said: "Since ancient times, there have been people with different sides of their hearts, but they have never heard that the dantian is not there."

The black-faced old monk Du Nan sternly said: "Tian Boguang, don't struggle anymore, do you think I, Shaolin, can't handle knives?"

Fang Xian laughed loudly: "The majestic Shaolin Temple, do you still need to use a knife to deal with me, a cripple with no strength? Don't you think it's funny?!"

"Bold!" Du Nan was furious and slapped Fang Xian on the face.

Fang Xian's mind just buzzed for a moment, and his vision was dark. He really used his strength to overcome the difficulties. He not only used the strength of his muscles and bones, but also used his internal strength. Compared to an old man like Yin Tianzheng and Xie Xun, he was really inferior.

Although his sanity was not light and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, Fang Xian still insisted: "Okay! Okay! Shaolin really has the ability, the three old servants hid in the dark and attacked me secretly, not to mention one junior, and even used lynching to humiliate me, and beat me again. Be ruthless, I'll accept them all!!"

Du Nan already had a bad temper, but when he was provoked like this, he was so angry that he backhanded another frame: "So what if I kill you with one palm!"

This time Fang Xian was on guard, and had secretly adjusted his internal strength. Although he was beaten extremely painfully, the injury was not as severe as the first time.

"That's enough." Du'e looked at Fang Xian intently, "No matter what kind of magic you use, the poor monk advises you to accept the energy transformation honestly. I, Shaolin, have compassion in my heart. If you transform the energy, you will just lose your internal strength. You can live the life of an ordinary person. But if you are dishonest and force us to cut your tendons and tendons, you will be a complete useless person in the future."

Fang Xian didn't say a word, just stared at Du'e with hatred, and then glanced at Kongwen and Yuanzhen monks, his face full of awe.

"The kung fu in my body has been practiced from birth to death. Although my reputation is not very good, I think that I have never done anything wrong. I have a god in my head. You Shaolin people claim to be a Buddha, but you have cultivated like this. I feel sorry for the Buddha!"

Fang Xian's shrill laughter echoed in everyone's ears, and there was a faint sense of fear.

But Du'er ignored him, gathered his internal strength, and slapped Fang Xian's dantian squarely with his palm again.

Fang Xian has made sufficient preparations this time, and the Beiming Divine Art has been activated to the extreme, the sea of ​​Dantian is no longer silent, but the wind is howling and the vortex is rolling.

When Du E's palm went down, it wasn't that it was swept away, but that it was sucked in.He only felt that his internal force was drawn by a powerful force, and he was no longer under his control. No matter how he tried to restrain the force, it had no effect.

"No!" Du'e couldn't pull his hand away and shouted hastily, "Junior brother, pull me away!"

Du Jie immediately grabbed Du E's arms, trying to help him get out, but this grab didn't matter, even he was firmly sucked in, feeling his internal force being swept away along his arms.

Seeing this, Du E yelled: "Hurry up and reap the rewards, or I will kill you directly!"

Fang Xian only smiled when he heard the words, and took away the Beiming magic skills.

If he didn't stop at this moment, he might just hit his Heavenly Spirit Cover with a single palm.

After crossing the disaster and tribulation, I was finally able to escape, with beads of sweat dripping from my head, and I was still in shock.

"No wonder, no wonder." Du'e said angrily, "It's really shameless to steal someone's cultivation base. I'll leave it to you to get through the difficulties."

"Yes." Duan took the order, and pulled out a gleaming Jiedao from his robe, "You are rebellious, don't blame the poor monk for being unreasonable!"

After saying that, the saber slashed at the muscles and bones of Fang Xian's arm.

At this time, Du E and Du Nan were still in shock and could not capture Fang Xian at all. Fang Xian naturally would not let others take advantage of him. He only got up with all his strength and used Ling Bo Wei Bu's Qing Gong. His body suddenly fled and he escaped from the secret room. , wandering away suddenly.

After going through the hardships and difficulties, it suddenly dawned on him that Tian Boguang still had the heart to resist when he was at this point?The two monks waved their palms again and again to attack, and Du Nan also forced him up with a big sword.

"Don't let him run away!" Kong Wen stopped in front of Fang Xian and ordered the monks to set up a formation. He also waved his Zen staff and struck in a sweeping blow.

Fang Xian tilted his body, evading the blow with a peculiar jujitsu, and then swayed left and right, as if stepping on microwave duckweed, and wanted to escape.

However, the place where the Golden Pavilion is hidden is too small, there are too many monks, and Fang Xian can't move his hands, but the solid flesh wall of several layers of monks can't escape no matter what.

Fang Xian's heart suddenly changed, he summoned his inner strength, and suddenly bumped into him with his shoulder.

The Shaolin monk was masculine enough, he swung his palm and slashed straight.

It stands to reason that splitting shoulders with one palm should be a powerful palm, but now that Fang Xian has achieved some internal strength, he was stunned and shocked the monk out.

Fang Xian's arm was dislocated, the impact was really painful, but at the same time, he seemed to see a glimmer of life, so he desperately wanted to continue the impact.

At this moment, I only felt a chill in my waist...

(End of this chapter)